I Win.

Well, you can all give up. Yep, just give up. I win. There's no competition anymore and you're all just competing for second place.

Because parenting a child is a competition, right?

Here's the thing: My daughter, at 16 months old, led me to her room today, knocked on her door to let me know that's where she wanted to go; after I opened the door she walked over to her crib and knocked on that, looked up at me, stuck her thumb in her mouth and waited patiently.

Adorableness

I picked her up, put her down, and she promptly started her nap time.

My daughter put herself down for a nap.

I win.